Idyllic landscapes harbor dark secrets. Memorials and war monuments commemorate the official victims of the 20th century. But where do we remember the thousands of nameless, secretly buried dead, whether they were Jews or Roma, anti-communists or partisans? How do we live in landscapes that are contaminated by the countless covered-up massacres of Central Europe, in Rechnitz in Burgenland just as much as in Kočevski Rog in Slovenia or in Kurapaty near Minsk? Martin Pollack aims to create a ruthless yet careful depiction of a different, more truthful map of our continent. A map where memory and location replace poisoned secrets and anonymous graves.